See I was resting at the park
minding my own
Business as I kick up the treble
tone
On my radio tape player box,
right
Just loud enough so folks could
hear it's hype, see?
Outta nowhere comes a woman I'm
dating
Investigation maybe she was
demonstrating
But nevertheless I was pleased
My day was going great and my
soul was at ease
Until a group of brothers
started bugging out
Drinking the 40 oz, going the
nigga route
Disrespecting my black queen
Holding their crotches and being
obscene
At first I ignored them 'cause
see I know their type
They got drunk and got guns and
they wanna fight
And they see a young couple
having a time that's good
And their egos wanna test a
brother's manhood
So they came to test Speech
cause of my hair-do
And the loud bright colors that
I wear (Boo)
I was a target 'cause I'm a
fashion misfit
And the outfit that I'm wearing
brothers dissing it
Well I stay calm and pray the
niggaz leave me be
But they're squeezing parts of
my date's anatomy
Why, Lord, do brothers have to
drill me?